A Fairy Tale Life Can Be Oh-So Overrated

Chapter 7

I stare at him, this is my cousin. A cousin who was orphaned because of the Death Eaters. A cousin who blames me for it. I think he could be serious about killing me and it's most likely that he will have a higher chance of winning in a fight, he's bigger than me, in weight and height, more experienced in magic and is older than me by almost 6 years... But that doesn't mean he would win, he's from Auradon, he wouldn't dream of using the killing curse, would he? I don't know if he would but I know I would if I had to. Would I actually be able to use the killing curse without a wand? And without any experience in magic? My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming towards the corridor and an elderly looking woman wearing an emerald green cloak emerges from the arched doorway. At the sight of us she drops the stack of papers she's holding,

"Mr Lupin, what are you doing here? And who is your friend?" she asks as she begins picking up the papers,

"Trust me professor. She is not my friend." he says. Rude, I'm not exactly having the time of my life here either buddy and he completely ignored the questions again, Hades he is so infuriating! Is it so hard to answer the damn questions?!

"Okay, so you aren't friends, why are you both here?" she asks again, having fully retrieved the stack of papers.

"Just showing her around," he smirks, the elderly woman notices the smirk and gives him a puzzled look, realising that she isn't going to get an understandable answer from him she moves on to me,

"Who are you? And why are you here?" if I had known it was going to be the same questions I would have answered them earlier for Teddy. She doesn't know who I am too, should I tell her that I'm the daughter of who could very easily have been her worse enemy? She could be one of the people who were terrified of his name alone, scaring her like that would be cruel, I'm totally gonna do it.

"I am here because he" I say, pointing at Teddy "thought it'd be fun to show me where his parents were murdered by my mother and my father's friend and my name is Viviana, daughter of Bellatrix and-" I watch closely for her reaction as I say "Voldemort," she visibly flinches and her eyes widen. I smirk and drag my eyes from her to Teddy, who looks just as shocked as the old woman, who even is she?

"I am so sorry Minerva, I know the name is horrid, even now-" he starts walking over to the woman, Minerva? I recognise the name but can't out why, I push the thought from my head, he's such a suck up, the woma- er - Minerva slightly pushes him away,

"Why have you brought her here?" she shouts in his face, I don't know why but it's so satisfying to see him getting yelled at, "her father single handedly almost destroyed the entire wizarding world! Why is she here? She could be just as bad!"

"Excuse me!" I shout, "4 things, one, she has a name, two, key word almost, almost destroyed the entire wizarding world, three, he did not do it single handedly, and four, I am not 'just as bad' - I'm far worse," I laugh as they both turn pale white. They both look at each other with worried expressions and I grin, it's satisfying to know that I can scare people. They're still talking in hushed voices on the other side of the corridor when I feel a burning on my arm. Where the Dark Mark is. I instantly know it's my dad trying to communicate and I let my mind connect with his, magic is weird. The only words that come to mind are 'Weedosoros' and 'dabo pluviam'. A potion that makes a toxic poison and a spell that makes it rain. Poison rain? My father wants me to kill people with the rain? A sharp pain where the Dark Mark is tells me I'm right, I can feel that my magic is a lot stronger than it was when I first came here so all I have to do is picture a small vile of the potion and it appears in my hands, I notice that the old woman and Teddy have not looked over at me for a while and decide to just get on with it, even if I didn't want to I'd still have to, wanting to do it is just an added bonus, I think of all the corpses that would land at my feet and smile. I open the vile of poison,